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stone looked at the door that led to the outside. it wasnt any front door or anything, but it was a roof door. the door was closed. unlocked, but closed. stone looked at it, wondering if they really should. they shakily grabbed the knob and turned it.
"do it" the thoughts called. "open the door and jump already, its not too late, is it?"
the door flung open, and stone trembled outside. it was cold, like always. it was dark, how the stars were pretty, but theyve seen all the stars, so whats the point anyways? stone walked towards the edge of the building, walking slowly, but surely. as stone walked, the thoughts increased, there were many ways to die, but this was the way they were going to do it. jumping. how idiotic it was for stone to do something so common. if they were going to perish a pitiful way might as well do it anyways. stone got to the edge and looked downwards, knowing there was something after death. how they wished they could just vanish into nothingness, how they wished there was going to be nothing after death instead of a damn pink and yellow void with two fucking chairs and a damn radio. they just needed to go there.
"stone, you dont have to do this"
"it doesnt matter" stone signed. they were sure amon would understand and accept their perishing. amon could use stones body as some sort of host, right? if not, then good luck for them. stone just looked down, admiring the streets, but there wasnt anything to admire. stone sighed, at least the best they could, they couldnt speak, if they could then they wouldve saved them. stone looked down. "i cant do this anymore" they thought. they just couldnt. the only thing they could do was jump, but they were scared. but even if fear got in the way, you can overcome it. stone took a deep breath and just...
all they heard was screaming. and soon, running.
next thing they knew, they got their wish. nothing. they felt free, free of everything. no more hurting, no more pain. just nothing.
"stone?"
stone slowly opened their eyes, were they dead? they saw white, the ceiling was white. the walls were white. the bed was white. the windows were long and tall, and covered some of the wall. they heard everything, they knew everything again. they looked at... amon?
"amon?" stone telepathicly asked them. amon didnt say anything, and soon stone realized, amon wasnt waking up. "AMON" stone tried getting their attention. amon wasnt responding. what was stone going to do without them? stone thought, the stress messed with their omniscience so they had to be able to think. stone wondered who said their name, after all, amon mightve been dead by now. they looked around, it wasnt long before a yellow... person got their attention.
"stone?"
"stone?"
"STONE"
they kept calling their name as soon as they looked at them, who was this? stone couldnt recognize them. "who are you?" stone signed, not expecting to see crying.
"stone... its me..."
stone listened closely, but the yellow... square(?) kept crying, words becoming incomprehensible.
"its me... please... dont tell me you forgot me when you..."
"what year is it?" stone signed
"its the same year, its been 2 months, stone."
stone didnt know what else to do, so they just observed.
"stone, my name is...
folder."
folder? the guy who... were they suppost to know them?
"i see... you cant remember me. well then, just uh... lie there, youll remember eventually"
and so stone did. they watched the folder leave while crying and soon they were gone. all stone would do now was lay there and hope they could try again. hopefully they would be successful and end their suffering once and for all. hopefully.